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Originally Posted by Michael Noonan
Thank you Nereid I haven't explained this well at all.
I was looking at the separation of the event horizon from the core of the micro black hole at some point in the initial expansion of space.
Energy ;heat, light, radiation and the event horizon would travel at the speed of light.
I thought the micro black hole could grow in size sufficiently to maintain its structure before the effect of the black hole caused this energy to form mass. This would cause the core to slow down.
Then if this was possible and the event horizon stayed with the expansion then would be a link like a worm hole formed between the matter formed in the core of now larger black hole and its event horizon.
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Hopefully this explains my strange words
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aspergers
Of course this is a self diagnosis in which case the patient has an idiot of a doctor and a fool as a patient, I think I qualify. I have booked in to see a proper psychiatrist 2 May 2007 for a real opinion.
I had asked my doctor for a CAT scan thinking it was brain damage. I think I had him fully freaked out by the, well just after the start of my conversation, he had approved my previous sick leave certificate and was very wary of me. He insisted a psychiatrist and after a moment of thought I figured it would at least eliminate one of the four possibilities. Brain damaged, syndrome, caffeine and thus chemically induced or a tumour and I have since found this article. I found it strange that other people didn't put things together as I did.
I was once asked for help with a fence and while deep in thought had reconstructed it dozens of times with a whole range of materials, visualised down to the last brick, the foundations, the spacings, capping, hinges, gate, fastening the pickets between the bricks. So deep and moody in thought that I drove my lovely young friend to utter frustration in the time I was taking and the volume of stupid questions I was asking, finally bringing about "it's just a fence Michael". The sentance had more words in which I truly deserved by then but that is the gist of it
I digress here but a conversation in my late teens here with the mother of another lovely young lady who had shown an interest in me came to mind. She ran the local centre for the intellectually challenged and was worried that her daughter had attached herself to someone that reminded her so much like the patients in her care at the time. Mannerisms and the like, we talked about it and she very nicely said how often they seemed to be compensated in size and happy disposition for what they didn't have in intelligence.
It was a pleasant conversation and eventually she seemed more satisfied that I appeared to be "normal".
If I am retarded, it is not disapointing because I am rather pleased with the bit that I have.
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